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Zeckrombryan

Hope. Joy.. Feelings cloaked as words.

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do or do not, there is no try.

The sun overhung above me, shining mercilessly on me, scorching the air that I breathed. I was heaving heavily as I reached my 3rd km mark, my body was shouting out for me to quit, to take a rest, and... Continue Reading →

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dancing with the shadows.

Catching my breath as I laid my right foot midair, a graceful stance to signify the genesis of a training session. The room was dimly lit with a light bulb hanging singularly in the middle of the room. A gust... Continue Reading →

Ornaments

Skating through the hustle and bustle of New York City, I was deluged in the evening lights just illuminating across the vicinity, making my way back home, wearied after a full week of work. I was not paying any attention... Continue Reading →

Tick

Patrolling, a routine for us in the depths of the nights where silence, darkness and the resplendent moon light shone into us as we drove around the suburban areas, some covered in thick forests. Occasionally, we turned on the blue... Continue Reading →

Wooden Shack

Summer was as sweltering as ever, an arid breeze brushed through my complexion further drying up my lips, I was passing by the neighborhood where the dilapidated house was located. The advice, a warning rather, given by everyone was a... Continue Reading →

Doors

Floating, in the array of doors, standing still in front of me. The doors were scattered asunder. I was weightless. The atmosphere felt empty as I skimmed through the surroundings. creak. BANG! creak. BANG! creak...  The doors were flinging open... Continue Reading →

Catharsis… #3

hi... a week before you were adamant for a change you were hungry you were desperate where did all of those go? you were cleansed by your tears you were changed by you heart what have you become? i... i... Continue Reading →

Flushing All Out.

This is a piece where I just type my feelings out, non-stop, pure, genuine, straight out of my head. I do not want to have any impurities that come with this, I just wanted to lay bare to me, myself... Continue Reading →

Lights.

Feeling sober, I was dropped at the doorstep of my house. Bad day, bad week, terrible life, whatever you called it, I was not in the mood of thinking any of those, I just wanted more booze. My mind was... Continue Reading →

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